Yesterday was day 16. It was a LONG day at work and when I was done I was SO ready to go home but before I could I had to stop at the grocery. I love grocery shopping and I like to buy the "helping hunger" tags and bags and planned to do so for my give for the day. So I was wheeling around the store- just spacing off- and had been at it for a bit. I still had a few items to get when I phone rang. I looked at it- didnt recognize the number and dropped it back in my purse. I figured it was a wrong number so why bother? Two seconds later- phone rings again- from a different number. This time it was from I picked up. It was Campus Police telling me that the alarms were going off in my store. I told them I would be back ASAP. Hung up with them- phone rings again (now I am getting annoyed) and it's the security company- telling me the alarm is going off in the store. I rushed through the rest of my shopping and called the other half to tell him dinner would be late and headed back to the store.
When I got back there was nothing amiss but it had erased all my relaxation. I walked through the whole store before I realized that it was most likely the mylar balloons that we had bought for our open house that had set off the alarms. The air had kicked on- they moved- and set off the motion detectors. I wasn't about to leave them there to get calls all weekend so I cut them all down and was about an inch away from popping all 30 of them when I realized that beyond being a pain in my butt they could possibly bring some joy to someone else. I gathered them all up and took them down to the police station. I asked if the officer sitting there or the dispatcher had children who would enjoy the balloons. Neither did- but our dispatcher admitted he loves them. So I handed them over and he just smiled and smiled. He told me he would be taking them home and sharing them with his mom.
I said my goodbyes and left- feeling much lighter in spirit than when I had returned. I am so glad that he will take them and enjoy them for the whole weekend. I am also glad I realized the "culprit" so that I wont be making trips back and forth all weekend. ;-)
1 comment:
that was such a great story...that turned out good! I'm glad it wasn't a real break-in!!
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